I hated the bangs in the war: I always felt a silent war would be more tolerable.
“What fools are we, to be besotted with the love of our own trouble, and to hate our liberty and rest!”
“Admitting the force of these contentions, nevertheless, the custom of meeting together in public assembly for the consideration of the most serious, the most exalted topics of human interest is too vitally precious to be lost.”